Redhawk Caldera why shouldn't a guy feel lucky to love you?

the tickle was wildly unappreciated, but something about it was also sort of comforting. maybe it was the warmth-- or the softness of the touch. either way, it felt weird and he wanted it to stop. unable to... anything, really, at this age, tegan wiggled where he laid, unaware of the forming discrimination as well as the forming romance-- blissfully unaware, at that.

in his wiggles and squeaks, tegan let loose a wild sneeze, shooting a bit of snot out of his grey nose. whoops.